Eight-line Poems

The Little Things

The Little Things

Like a woman
The water drop
In grasping the holdless ceiling
Defies the sight and mind of man
Proposes cloudbed rivers borne
By windy banks
To seas and oceans
Of the sky.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 12.11.23
Prompt: Enjoy every small thing.
Note: I cheated on this one - the poem is not new, being an extract from something I wrote in about 1972. But it expresses much of the intent of the prompt and was instantly recalled to me by the subject. If you want to read the whole poem, it’s included in my blog post for today. Everyone deserves a holiday occasionally, even if it’s just from originality.